The Anarchistic Heart

There’s a sound in my mind it is pulling me down the drain
So I’m gathering all my forces of sense to stay sane
But I’m not in charge here I’ve already crossed that line
I’m a victim to this anarchistic heart of mine

I feel it tripping falling gripping crawling
Loving moaning hoping howling
So run for your life now run for your life now run for your life

There’s a sound in my mind it is pulling me down the drain
So I’m gathering all my forces of sense to stay sane
But I’m not in charge here I’ve already crossed that line
I’m a victim to this anarchistic heart of mine

I feel it tripping falling gripping crawling
Loving moaning hoping howling
So run for your life now run for your life now run for your life

I feel it tripping falling gripping crawling
Loving moaning hoping and howling
So run for your life now run for your life now run for your life

I feel it tripping falling gripping crawling
Loving moaning hoping howling
So run for your life now run for your life now run for your life